Job Promotion, Sabbath stress and a new TV.

So! Got that promotion, officially a cashier now. Doing well, though apples just look like apples to me and when I try to confidently enter the code for a peach or green apple, I discover that it's actually a Granny Smith "Euro" apple instead, or a different kind of peach. Regardless! Improving, and got good marks on my annual performance evaluation. I don't know how long into the future I will be working with this company, but I cannot say a bad word against it and I did let them know that I am interested in a future managerial position.

About that--not sure what I want to do with my life. I would like to secure a place in the justice system, e.g. lawyer, but something that doesn't hinder me from being a family man. We've all heard the cliches of the doctor/lawyer that is never home to see the wife and kids or is always called away when they get a second to breathe. I don't want THAT, but...I do want to do good and doing jury duty last year really spoke to me. Something in that world--that's what I want to do. Now, these feelings may change, but right now it's calling to me like the one ring luring the ringwraiths. PLUS--part of me just wants to strut downtown in a nice suit, tie, and shades. Yeah, I wanna be one of those guys.

Alas, my CRT television of at least 10 years has finally died on me. I had the thought to bury it, but that's a bit nuts. It was a great TV, and I had fought off the urge to conform and buy a new flat screen style that everyone else is going crazy for these days, but it is 'time to sell' as they say. I am hoping to find a TV for under $200 and am hoping my cats don't knock it over. *knock on keyboard* The problem is having enough money for a new TV *and* living expenses at the same time (not exactly making a fortune at my job). ::grunts::

Now, the main story of this entry. Working on the sabbath. The what? The sabbath--the day of rest that God decrees in da' bible, yo. When I first got this job, I was adhering to this rule, only working on Friday until sundown and not working on Saturday until sundown, which made for late night shifts. As winter ended, I expanded my availability (due to later sundowns on Friday) but it quickly wore me out, especially so as I started working on Saturday regardless of the biblical law. Then the problems started, like trying to grind metal with your teeth. As of now, I attend weekly services on Saturday mornings, i.e. working later in the day sucked big time, and most recently right after service ended, which was the final straw that led to my exhaustion on multiple levels. I was stressed out spiritually and physically spent.

So, conclusion: No longer working on Saturdays. Now, will I consider doing it if there is a big holiday at the store, sure...but not for every freaking boring Saturday when I am not even needed. This way, I get my rest and no longer suffer from the agonizing friction of work life and religion in 2015. Ideally, I want to attend Friday night services but that's a story for another time, when I have that car I wrote about in my last entry.

Until next time! I also bought a new watch, because I could not find my old one--I LOOKED EVERYWHERE FOR IT. This one is arguably even nicer, if not gaudy. And looming in the near future is the next step of my conversion to Judaism. Need money for that, too...go figure.